Wen Long dragged Qin Hao and kicked Qin Hao until he knelt in front of Wang Han, "Ninth Young Master, it is this grandson who wants to attack you!"

Wang Han stepped on Qin Hao's wrist, and with a click, one of Qin Hao's hands was broken off on the spot.

ah!

Qin Hao's screams like killing a pig were heard.

"This is the last time, do you understand?" Wang Han lowered his head.

Qin Hao nodded like he was pounding garlic.

Wang Han took another cigarette.

Wenlong quickly bent over and lit Wang Han's cigarette.

Wang Han stepped onto the electric car.

"By the way, Su Qi is my wife. Stay away from her from now on. This time it's just my hand that was broken. I won't be so lucky next time. Do you remember?"

Qin Hao nodded immediately, "Remember, remember!"

Watching Wang Han go away, Qin Hao covered his wrist and said, "Boss Wen! What do you mean?"

"He is someone you can't afford to offend!" Wen Long glanced at Qin Hao coldly, he was almost fooled by this fat man today.
Chapter completed!